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The man looks up as the something runs past him. He pauses for a few seconds, worrying that that "something" might be something come to get him, to finish the job they started at Fontin. He reaches into his pocket for another cigarette.
"Thank you~!" Natsumi said, several times in succession.
"I do hope things recover soon," Elysia said.
"Of course, Lady Elysia," said the waitress. "We hope to see you again!"
And the three dragons left to check on any damages.
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Outside, the figure in the alley peeked out slightly and noticed the foreign-dressed man reaching into his pocket.
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The man takes out another cigarette and puts it in his mouth. This one seems to light itself, letting out lines of purple smoke as a purple, smoky arm appears under the man's right sleeve.
"Shit," said Alex, instinctively reaching for Bane.
It's then that Alex remembers he doesn't HAVE any of his swords. Because Majestic, and by extension the man in front of him, took them and mass-produced them. He slowly backs away from the man, who just holds up his good arm in a "stop" gesture.
"Don't run," said the man. "Whoever was sent to get me is doubtless fast enough to get you."
"Because I'm on the outs with Majestic now," said Black Jack.
Black Jack glances towards the alley quickly, then back to Alex. He doesn't seem to see the figure very clearly.
"And whoever's back there is trying to kill me," said Black Jack.
"How are you so sure?" asked Alex.
"Mockingbird is very thorough," explained Black Jack. "Care to help me take down this next attempt?"
"... With WHAT?" countered Alex.
"(Uh-oh...!)"
"... This guy one of yours?" Alex asked Black Jack.
"Not unless he's a new hire," said Black Jack, almost amused. "What's your name, then?"
"A pleasure, Valentin," said Black Jack. "I'm Black Jack. This is-"
"Don't introduce me like we're friends or anything," said Alex, looking very unamused.
"Hang on - what's this about you and...Majestic?" Valentin asked.
"A lot of people want to kill you," offered up Alex.
"Not all of them for justified reasons, I imagine," said Black Jack with a smirk.
It was many years ago. The village of Cadarnel was ravaged by a surprise blitzkrieg from some terrorist group. A young ferran at the time, he hid in a cupboard his home, hearing his parents outside being struck down by troops stating "No one stands in Majestic's way!" When this bunch was done with their business, they left Cadarnel a smoldering pile of broken stone and smashed lumber. There were barely any survivors left by the time Corona's soldiers made it there - Valentin was lucky enough to be one of those survivors. But everything else in Cadarnel was...
Seeing that Black Jack is currently in opposition of this Majestic group, Valentin felt he could trust him...a little bit...for now. So he accepted Black Jack's hand.
"Guess we got something in common after all," he commented.
"I suppose that's three of us with something in common?" asked Black Jack.
"Sure, fine, whatever," said Alex, trying his best to stay out of the conversation.
"Intel said you were now a miserable, drunken grump," laughed Black Jack. "Apparently we can cross drunken off of the list?"
Alex flips Black Jack off.
The ferran seemed quite eager with this topic.
Alex doesn't seem eager about the topic at all, refusing to look at the ferran or Black Jack.
"Haven doesn't look too kindly on... 'non-norms', let's say," said Alex. "And they're at war with Coronach. If you're lucky any form of transport we take would be shot down and we'd die quickly."
"And if Majestic is after me they'll be careful to check if I've boarded any boats, planes, or what have you," explained Black Jack. "And they'd... rectify their issue, so to speak. So I'm not in any hurry to go back, if you understand my meaning."
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